L~ Hello my pretties!
Patty~ Tehehe! Yay I'm in the starter-thingy!
L~ For lack of sarcastic argument outlets for a week at my aunt's house, I'd just like to say that I'm a total bitch, I fucking hate myself for making yall wait so long. S-O-R-R-Y! Gomen-nasai~ and anything else Tohru Honda would say.
Patty~ Aw, yay! The crazy lady is talking to herself!
L~ Patty, I'm talking to the readers...
Patty~ What readers? This story sucks!
L~ ...
Patty~ L doesn't own Soul Eater~~~~~
L~ If I did, Patty wouldn't have a mouth.
Comment Replies: Because it's literally the least I can do.
Rashel k: Thanks, and I finally updated! Call off your henchmen~ I love DTK too, and I love Liz/Kid
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Seishin Okami: Chrona in next chapter, I love vertebrae tsubaki too, and the smexy time shall come soon!
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I hate love stories; they bore me to hell and back. Which is why, while I'm sitting on Maka's bed watching the girls twitter around me in an effort to look beautiful (which they have accomplished and overachieved at) I can't help but giggle at everything they do. Tsubaki's new style has brought out her sexy-factor but in no way, shape or form changed the shy girl inside her. Maka hasn't changed a bit, besides her obvious nervousness and blushing thoughts. My sister looks like a princess, her teal outfit shimmers slightly and the asymmetrical quality of her hair only makes her more spectacular.
And by the way, yup, this Patty… the girl in the neon yellow dress who can't wait to watch this whole thing go down! I'm pretty smart inside my head, but I play it off with my love of giraffes and giggling. It works don't it? (Me: Oh yeah, I pegged you for an idiot the second I saw you. Patty: Aw thanks!)
The clock says 7:30, so the girls are slightly panicking. I decide to throw an idea out there. "Hey, Maka-chan." I giggle. "Won't Soul see you in your dress if you walk out with him at 8?" I ponder out loud, adding dumb-emphasize by tilting my head.
The girls freeze. "Oh… yeah… PATTY: EVACUATION PLAN G!" Liz commands me like a general in the military.
I giggle and salute her, grabbing my giraffe and skipping to Souls room. I knock loudly on his door. "Ne-ne, Soul-kun~" I say, punctuating each syllable with a bang on the door. I grip my giraffe's neck tighter, knowing that time is precious for me to execute plan G.
Soul opens his door; his hair has been spiked up extra with gel and his black-pinstripe suit with the dark scarlet undershirt will match Maka's dress perfectly. I barely think about it as I shove my Giraffe in his face and say- "GET THE FUCK OUT!" in my giraffe's voice.
He blinks his scarlet eyes once before he grabs his ticket and gets the hell out of here. I giggle like mad as I skip back to Maka's room, I have so much fun with plan G. I can't wait to get to the dance so I can carry out plan L…
~*: Liz's POV (Cause Patty is hard to write):*~
This dress makes me look fat! My under-eyes circles are back! I'm getting worry-lines! I'm so nervous; it's not even funny! (Me: It's hilarious to the readers. Liz: stfu…) I think while redoing my makeup in the mirror one last time. Luckily for Maka, Plan G worked perfectly, but I don't have a plan for me!
There is only one boy I want to dance with tonight, and if he thinks he's gonna make me to the fucking can-can in this dress he has another thing coming. I don't care if his ridiculously OCD self makes me dance in a damn straight line all the way across the dance floor. I. WILL. DANCE. WITH. HIM!
God, am I going insane? (Liz: Must be catching. Me: So funny…) I hope I don't freak out if something bad happens… That would be so embarrassing! I need to get a hold of myself… Okay, breathe…
I let out a huge sigh and stare at myself in the mirror once again, brushing my eyelashes up with mascara until my sister slaps me hard on the shoulder, causing me to drop the brush. "What the hell Patty?" I scream at her, moving to pick up the mascara brush, but she swats my hand away. I look begrudgingly up at her with a childish pout on my face.
She's grinning wide, as usual, but her carefree blue eyes look at me strongly for some reason. "Sis, you look like a princess. Everything is perfect. You don't need anything else." She smiles encouragingly and the giraffe in her hands nods along with her.
I feel tear start to well up in my eyes. "PATTY! YOU KNOW BIG-SIS LOVES YA!" I burst out in tears hysterically and Patty just giggles, hugs me and starts patting me on the back.
Sometimes being Patty's sister is hard, but she's always there for me when I need it…
~*: Tsubaki's POV (Cause I can't stand any more mushiness):*~
I look at myself in the mirror, now having full use of it because Liz was dragged to the bed, sobbing happily, by Patty. Liz was smart to wear waterproof makeup, in the end. I sigh and continue looking at myself up and down like I'm grading myself for some reason.
My hair looks like black silk, cut smooth into a sort of bob with bangs that sweep over one eye. My eyes are the same indigo color, but my lashes are dark with mascara and Liz used dark chrome eyeliner in just a thin line over my eyes. My lips have been glossed with pale pink, and I really don't look like my normal self.
Fortunately, I like it.
I'm fed up of hiding behind Blackstar! I'm tired of being pushed around and treated like I'm just "God's" plaything. I'm the shadow weapon Tsubaki, dammit! I'm the girl who earned my place at the DWMA. I love Blackstar with all my heart, but that twerp needs to be knocked down a few pegs!
I pull my dress up, checking to see it's not too revealing. I'm surprised I'm not bright red. The dress's cut, though similar to my normal outfit, flairs out so much when I spin I think I might pass out if I twirl again. Though my collected demeanor shows none of my total embarrassment, thankfully.
Maka, on the other hand, isn't so concerned about hiding her embarrassment. Her dress stops at high-thigh, and the neckline shows off her usually underestimated boobs. I did my best to teach Maka to strut like a model, though the dress alone is just enough to have a good amount of nosebleeds among the boys.
Being the romantic I am, I'm rooting for Maka to get Soul and vise-versa. I'm also silently rooting for Liz to get Kid, because it's obvious she's into him… or at least obvious to me. So for the perfect fairy tale ending, I'm hoping the final spell will happen before midnight… you know, because you've got to love cliché romantic Disney-themes.
I let out a breath which clouds the mirror a bit. I trace my finger in the steam and draw a heart for good luck. I think I'll need it.
~*: At 7:50 Maka's POV (Cause I'm done with the "lesser" characters):*~
The girls and I walk to the DWMA, it's still mostly light outside, but the sun is yawning so it should get dark soon. We're exactly 10 minutes from the DWMA, I calculated it for two reasons. Number 1: Kid would be extremely pissed at us for not showing up at exactly 8. Number 2: I need to keep my mind occupied with something so I don't throw up from nervousness.
I fiddle with my silver skull belt in my anxious fingers and stare at it intently, like it's the most important thing in the world. Anything to keep my mind off… ya know…
I let out a long sigh and I feel Tsubaki's arm on my shoulder. The usually shy girl smiles at me with determination and pats my shoulder. "It's gonna be fine Maka, no need to be nervous. Tonight will be amazing." She soothes me, and it works.
I straighten up and walk taller. I'm not going to be nervous about this, I'm only doing it to show that baka I'm not his toy, and I'm not to be messed with! I smile back at her and we laugh. Liz walks over and puts her arm around Tsubaki and Patty puts her arm around me so we're walking as a huge group, laughing at nothing.
As we keep walking my embarrassment fades and I know that no matter what happens with the baka, my friends are there for me. But that doesn't change much.
~*: 8:00, Soul's POV (So. Many. POV's.) :*~
After being vacated from my apartment by Patty and her giraffe, I took my motorcycle to Blackstar's house. That was my first mistake. My second mistake was mentioning Tsubaki….
Blackstar give me the most crooked, insane grin humanly possible and punches me on the shoulder hard enough to knock me into the wall. "What are you talking about, Soul?" He says in a lofty, better-than-you way. He booms into laughter and continues giving me that look. "I'm God, I don't need anyone… I don't need anyone."
I rub my shoulder and stare at him, one eye twitching. "Yeah… man, just… drop it." I say, the blue-haired moron is really freaking me out now. "We gotta go, Kid will be pissed that we're late." I roll my shoulder painfully, and move towards the door.
Blackstar follows; he's dressed up actually pretty nice. He's wearing an unbuttoned black tux with a dark blue tie, white undershirt, and the only thing wrong with his outfit is his loose tie. This is proof that he can actually look respectable if he put his thick-mind to it. I say nothing about it, though; I don't need a broken arm.
We get to the dance at 8:09. When we walk in the door none other than Death the Kid comes up to us and starts yelling crazy things about "Symmetry! 8, not 8-0-9! You blasted morons! How could you do this to me? WHY?" His OCD attack goes on for a while until we see the girls.
Holy. Fucking. Shit.
I don't know how Kid managed to not see them when they walked in, but there they were sitting at one of the white-clothed circular tables with symmetrical place settings. Hot doesn't begin to describe Maka's dress. As she gets up to get punch I can almost see those lacy black panties again.
I feel a major nosebleed coming on.
The dress shows off her cleavage, enough to make me think she isn't even wearing a bra. I can see all of her curves; the black and scarlet checkered dress hugs her so perfectly I think I might die of blood loss… Her gothic lipstick is replaced by an equally delicious looking peach lip-gloss.
I make a move towards Maka, but I'm blocked by at least five other guys asking to dance, get her punch, ect. I feel my blood boil even more and move to push them out of the way, but I here Maka giggling and accepting offers to dance.
I'm shocked. My innocent, kickass Maka is flirting with a bunch of guys… I never thought I'd see the day.
I turn back around to find Blackstar gaping at Tsubaki, and Death the Kid with conflicting emotions on his face. For the record, it's rather hard to fluster Kid sexually. Though, the half love-struck look on his face is no less than entirely obvious.
I look over to the other girls, noticing Patty's neon yellow and pink dress first. I then see Liz, with a teal dress that made my nose bleed a little just seeing the neckline. The real show was Tsubaki, wallflower Tsubaki, in a tight, sleeveless, leave next-to-nothing to the imagination black dress.
If their goal was to kill us, they're doing a top-notch job. I'm only lucky my brain couldn't process this much sexy at one time. I'm still pissed off that my Maka is off dancing with weird guys and not me...
the only thing I can think about now is completing the mission of getting a slow dance with Maka, so I make my way over to the DJ. Tsubaki makes it there before me, I hear her request the song "Revenge" by the Plain White T's. I give her props for the taste in music, and then suddenly it occurs to me what was going on here.
Sneaky Maka...
L~ Short chapter... WILL UPDATE SOON
Soul~ It's not like you have a life, or anything.
L~ I couldn't get to a goddamned computer you motherfucking uncool bastard.
Soul~ Ooo, someones pissed.
L~ My damn crazy aunt is coming to visit... But that is inconsequential to the reading public, except the fact that I will be pissed off, and my writing will be better.
Soul~ So... pissing you off makes you write better?
L~ Only if it's something annoying, like my aunt. Not something like my usagi-chan going missing.
Soul~ Gotcha, so you gonna tell them to comment?
L~ They can do whatever the hell they want, I'm out!
Soul~ Whatever...